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[Dame Dash +
How rich y'all niggaz be? (Franchize!)
You wanna be a (D-F-B...Bitch!)
You be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!)
Nigga you wanna be I wanna be...(10 Hoe!)
I be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

I got bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
Nigga I fuckin hustle, I get money!
I can get money anything!

I got bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash]
Nigga I do my thing
of fuckin hustlers are y'all?

yeah...
I'm in that tip (Tip)
And my home
Blew an ounce of kush (Kush)
In my john jones
I got the for the low (Low)
From smokin optimos
Tryna make a flip, like my patna Maceo
I'm on my haters, signin deals so I'm a paaaa...
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still a couple blocks....
(all that man, I a fo, a duece)
It started in that temp, flippin by them O-Z's

On the hill wit that shit from a border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I fulfill order
what you nigga's wanna
06' Brown, flip the temp into the carter
Rebirth! don't cut out my
I stash pounds, that's down for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the trap when the
I break one down, and the rest for the high

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash]
Now see I like the shit these niggaz is
Real hustla's other real hustla's
why I'm fuckin wit em, Hey!

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down

Dash]
I got houses in different nigga!
Nigga I did my trips in London, remember
is wrong wit ya'll?!?

[Jizzal
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the ruling
Bricks up like, cars at a funeral
I'm hard white, So I never twurk, touch and bust
My workers on the block, So the work ain't even gotta
My money come in (Stacks)
And I just how to get it man
A low profile, might be a Honda Civic man
You'll never know me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he on my chirp phone
Connects so (Sweet)
And I'm wit tha curribeans'
They come from cross the water, masked-taped to my
Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the
Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a
For you nigga's that to pop (Pop)
You know I got pills too
Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin some wheels fool
This shit stop, I move this work clockwise
I got my own bizness, I this shit tha Franchize!

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame + Jim Jones]
Nigga's get a million dollars and think they it? (Harlem!)
I made my first million when I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..)

I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Jones]
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! Them nigga's know I'm this (ByrdGang!)
Spillin champagne, all over Couches (Ballin!)
Like fuck it, tell alex the cris' rollin (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin drunk weed wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!)
Spendin a couple K's up in (Right...)
up Peachtree, racin in the roster's (The Fast Life!)
I'm so icy, and I think like me (Like Me)
Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm to death!)
The foreign cars got they poppin' (Daammnn....)
And you can see the stars the ride droppin

Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy get some of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me)
I'm iced out, and snow, like an eskimo
And when the show's (Show's slow)
I extra blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip on it, get some extra dough (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, like Texaco (Texaco)
I can make it get stiff, dead people
my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater (Egg Beater)
And ya bank account? shit, my pocket fare (Pocket Fare)
Residue on my clothes, call it (Roc-A-Wear)
I can beat it my....
I treat the dope Tina, And I beat it like I....
And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the
I ride wit chickens like I came from a farm man

I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
You see how I get wit the get down
I got a car for everyday of the week
And two other cars for the weekends, nigga is wrong wit you?!?

I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
Fuck is wit y'all, nigga I can sell whatever I wanna sell!!
I done sold muthafuckin music, that was easy!!
Started and sold it!!
I can get money in fashion, that was nuthin!!
In five years I that shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!!
And let's watch what the fuck is be now!!!